Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Just thinking about it makes my liver hurt.

Why?

Why is it that the person who did something wrong was punished so little?

However, the law clearly stipulates that no one can do anything about it.

After saying the word dreaming, Su Zhixiao hung up the phone directly, was so angry that he sat on the edge of the bed, and the wound that had just been stitched was pulled and hurt sharply.

Hearing the woman's voice in pain, the man's long legs stepped over in two steps:

"Be careful, don't tear it apart again!"

In fact, no matter how you listen, it is the tone of concern.

But now, listening to the woman's ears, there is a little other understanding:

"Fu Jiyan, are you a crow?"

"What?"

Obviously, Teacher Fu didn't understand.

The woman snorted before continuing:

"Crow mouth, never heard of it?"

I have heard of this.

Fine.

"Are you all right?"

The woman waved her hand:

"Go and bring your son here."

If it wasn't for not wanting to tear it apart again, it would have passed by itself long ago.

"Let him sleep."

I just don't want to go!

The woman frowned, staring at the man in front of her:

"Your son hasn't finished his meal yet, are you sure you'll keep him hungry until tomorrow morning?"

Hungry without starving to death.

However, you can ignore that kid, but you can't ignore your wife!

The boy hadn't eaten his dinner, and neither had the wife.

"I'm going to hug him now, okay? Officer Su?"

"Ma Liu, hurry up!"

Responded angrily.

The man then walked out of the room slowly and went into the study next door.

Walking to the single sofa, just bent down to pick up the sleeping cub, he was already awake.

"Mom~ Mom~"

Before I even had time to open my eyes, I didn't forget to call his mother.

"Fu Zhizhou!"

Forehead?

The kid probably finally realized something, and opened his eyes suddenly:

"dad?"

Then, he turned his neck and looked around.

Fortunately, not in any strange place.

He hugged the little boy and was about to go out, but the kid suddenly hugged his father's neck.

"Father. Whoop whoop."

The golden beans started to drop without money again.

All of a sudden, his father also softened his heart:

"Don't cry, what's the matter?"

Even so, didn't a big hand gently caress the back of the little boy's head?

All children seem to have a characteristic, when crying, don't comfort him, otherwise, he will only cry harder!

"Wow wow Dad!"

Hiss~

The man's forehead is full of black lines at the moment, imagine being reprimanded as usual, listening to the pitiful cries of the little boy, he has to endure it again.

"Where did you hurt?" asked.

The little friend who was crying so hard that he couldn't help himself immediately opened his little mouth:

"Dad, look, look, this is right here, it hurts so much!"

After looking carefully, of course I saw a broken skin on both sides of the lower lip.

"Nan Wu made it?"

His tone became colder in an instant.

The kid didn't feel anything, and nodded his head honestly:

"Yeah, Dad, that bad aunt is so bad, Porridge doesn't want to sit with her, she still doesn't let Porridge go out, and then speaks ill of mother."

"anything else?"

Fu Er really didn't know exactly what was going on, and he hadn't been able to watch the surveillance video of the milk tea shop until he got off the plane.

Now listening to my son rambling on about what happened in the afternoon, anyway, the more I listened, the more serious my face became.

"Then she forced Conge Conge to eat, but Conge Conge refused to eat, so she pressed Conge Conge on the sofa and stuffed Conge Conge into her mouth!

Dad, it hurts so much, porridge porridge is so scary! "